This is a song about "Harrie todd"

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

And when shit like what happened to amanda todd happens, we just sit around/

Fairchild suck my joystick i'm the star fox you're just squeeze box

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Instead i sat back took notes tried to be sneaky like a fox,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Including fox hill and 27th street